to the orchard i flew
famine to the feast
from the gate flew the troll
saying, eat as you please
but mind the caveat
some hold a poison
worse than many deaths
red ripe and delicious
were most of the apples
while others couldn't hide
their blemish
the latter i trusted
more than the former
but no matter, just the same
as only pretend to eat, did i
in truth, i took bow and quiver
shooting them all from the trees
to poison the worms that
poison the birds
yes, starve i will
but of all the deaths
mine, will be
the most honest
